B2 Chapter 60: Sword and Boar’dQuintus recruited two other veteran legionnaires to assist with leveling the six auxiliaries before him. Together, the Legionnaires herded them through the forest in search of monsters and whatever wild game they could find.Their hunt had taken them further south than most patrols. He’d initially intended to level the men on shadow panthers, but the large cats were becoming increasingly scarce around Habersville and the forest around. It wasn’t too surprising. With how many of the things the Legion had killed, Quintus wouldn’t be surprised if their population was finally dwindling to near extinction—that, or they’d simply fled altogether.The area they currently found themselves in was a territory of a different type of beast, one slightly less dangerous than the shadow panthers in some ways. Wild boars with massive tusks, two on each side of their squashed snouts, each the length of a man’s forearm. The pairs of tusks were close enough together that being gored by them would result in a particularly unpleasant and difficult to heal wound. Well, in the old world at least.The sheer size and strength of the beasts made them difficult to take down in a one-on-one fight. However, it also made them absolutely shit at anything resembling stealth. So while they did pose a very real threat, it was a threat that one could see—and hear—coming from a mile away. There was no risk of being taken unawares as there was with the panthers.The one they’d been tracking stood with his head about level with Quintus’s shoulder. It was level eight, so comparatively weak. Against a proper [Coordinated Bulwark] reinforced shield wall, it didn’t stand a chance. So long as they executed (...)